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White fur flicked and shook as the animal tried to rid itself of the remaining water that Kanda had used in an attempt to turn the green fur white again.
"Now stay clean," Kanda ordered as he stepped from the bathroom behind the cat, the animal turning its silver eyes up to him, "this is the second bath I've had to give you in a weekend; most dogs don't get this messy."
Mewling in response, Allen trotted after the elder, watching as Kanda moved towards his bedroom.
"Mrow!"
Glancing behind him, the elder sighed, his body bending over the kitten.
"And most dogs aren't this sociable either," Kanda commented as he lifted the animal into the air, the feet and tail stretched out as he was brought to the strong chest.
Allen hummed softly as he snuggled into the elder's chest, his head angling to look around at the surroundings, the hall leading back to the living room which Allen assumed was Kanda's favorite room given the amount of time he spent in it.
"Alright, go play," the elder informed him, the animal landing on the floor with grace, "just keep out of trouble."
Confused, the feline sat back down on his haunches, wondering just what Kanda meant by playing given that he had nothing to occupy the animal's interests. He, on the other hand, was busy digging through his shelves, searching for what he had for dinner.
"Damn, forgot to go grocery shopping," Kanda muttered, his eyes turning to the animal whose head was cocked and ears erect, reminding him why his cupboards were so bare, "guess I'm having Okonomiyaki…"
While the actions of a young man making dinner may have been fascinating to some, the younger found it to be tedious and dull, his body picking itself up to move around the apartment, noting how the door to Kanda's storage room was now firmly shut. Grumbling in annoyance, the animal marched towards the other rooms, interested once he found Kanda's bedroom door not quite as shut as the elder would have liked.
Nudging his way in, Allen quietly moved over to the few items on the top of Kanda's dresser, curiosity edging him on, the sole photograph edging on his interest. Managing to climb up to the top, Allen moved towards the picture, his eyes narrowing as he tried to focus on the people in them.
Kanda's face was obvious, even at ten years younger with his hair cut much shorter, sitting just passed his chin, and with a smile on his face. Allen titled his head slightly; it was odd seeing a picture of Kanda with a smile, let alone imagining who could've brought out that happiness in the usually angry elder. Interested, silver eyes turned to the boy that Kanda had his arm around, his smile even brighter and happier, the grin extending the scar over the bridge of his nose and almost to his cheeks.
Tail swishing, Allen looked around the photo, trying to see if there were any indicators as to where they were or who took the photo. Disappointed when he found nothing, Allen let his ears droop slightly, guilt overtaking the absence curiosity left. Landing back to the caret, Allen chastised himself for prying into Kanda's private life, a life that didn't include Allen or anyone else. They were acquaintances; nothing more than that.
"You know; it's true what they say that animals look guilty when they've done something wrong."
Jolting up, the ears and tail up as the silver eyes met Kanda's cobalt, the strong arms crossed over the chest and the face turned towards his feline guest.
"But they mostly talked about dogs rather than cats," Kanda continued, "guess you must've gotten the wrong body."
Unaware of just how accurate his statement was, the young man bent over to scoop up the tiny white animal, the creature nestled comfortably in his arms.
"Glad to see you didn't harm anything," Kanda muttered as strode back to the kitchen, the animal's attention now turned to the plate of food that sat steaming on the counter. "Give me a few more minutes to make yours," the elder pressed, again, returning the animal to the floor. While it seemed odd to conceive, Allen was led to the idea that perhaps Kanda enjoyed their physical contact, no matter how brief it was to them.
Rifling through his freezer, Kanda looked for any frozen seafood he had, wondering if he should start looking for actual cat food for the animal, a sinking feeling emerging in his stomach as he reminded himself that the animal wasn't his to own.
At least, not yet.
"Okay… how about chicken instead," the elder asked as he purposefully brushed off the notion that he could actually live with the animal; that the pet he found himself growing attached too could belong to him. "What about that-"
His sentence was cut short by the sight of the silver eyes looking into his, the little mouth around a quarter of his Okonomiyaki, the food hiding the animal's body from the front. Tail still erect, the animal froze at the sight of Kanda, their eyes meeting for a few moments before the silver flickered away as though to look around the room only to meet Kanda's once again for a moment as the animal leapt off the counter and took off at a blinding pace.
Kanda had a feeling that no matter what the animal did he would cease to be impressed by the pace at which the legs could move at, practically gliding over the floor and slipping through his open bedroom door before the elder could move around the kitchen wall. Gritting his teeth in annoyance, the young man darted to his bedroom, the lights revealing no animal to be found on the carpeted floor, just one or two crumbs from his stolen morsel.
Leaning down on his knees, Kanda turned his blue eyes to the underside of his bed, his orbs catching sight of the animal whose body was seated on the carpet, his head bent over the piece he stole, his eyes closed as he chewed the morsel.
"Tasty you little thief?" the elder muttered sarcastically, unsurprised by the soft 'mew' he received as an answer before the animal dug into his dinner once again. "You're owners are gonna hate me," Kanda grumbled, "I'm letting you get away with this bad behaviour; you'll be spoilt when you go back to them."
Glancing to the departing elder, Allen continued to munch on his treat as he watched Kanda leave his line of sight before he continued to pull food off the pancake. It was stupid to steal food, he knew that much, but he didn't want to be treated as a feline, not while he knew who he really was. Besides, after Lavi had raved about Kanda's cooking, Allen just wanted to try it for himself, glad that the redhead wasn't exaggerating.
The young man certainly had a way in the kitchen, the dinner surprisingly delicious for something Kanda claimed to just whipping together. Tongue running over his furred lips, Allen swallowed thickly, feeling his smaller stomach fill faster than usual, though it may have something to do with the guilt in it.
It wasn't like he was intentionally deceiving Kanda, he'd never want that; but the fact still remained that while he lived here, while he ate and stole food, he was prolonging the deception that would cause the elder to despise him once it was out.
Gripping the morsel between his teeth, Allen pulled his slinky body out from underneath the bedframe, his tail and ears held aloft as he trotted back out to the living room, surprised at how much one could do in such a confined space.
"So, the triumphant thief returns."
Turning, Allen was slightly surprised by the relaxed position Kanda held his body, his back resting on the armrest of the couch while his legs occupied the rest of his cushions. It was always assumed that the young man was rather proper when it came to his meals, sitting alone at the table while his friends would crowd on the couch, yelling at him to join them; seeing Kanda lounging while he ate was an oddity.
Slowly, Allen moved over to the young man, food still in his mouth and his silver orbs never leaving Kanda's, the elder's dark brows raised in scepticism.
"Oddest thing in the world you are," Kanda muttered, his body lifting from the couch to, surprisingly for Allen, walk around the animal to his kitchen, the silver eyes watching him all the way. "But I guess… I am too."
Staring at the white plate that as held out to him, Allen slowly replaced the food on the dish, watching at it was placed beside Kanda's, the elder gesturing to the quarter.
"You've already gotten a good head start," the elder informed him, "might as well let you have it, provided you don't get sick of course."
Mewing quietly in response, tiny feet hopped onto the wooden table, his head lowering to eat beside Kanda this time, the silence surrounding them peaceful and not something Allen ever would have thought he'd get from Kanda.
Finished earlier than the other, Allen turned up to Kanda, the elder glancing back down at the animal's eyes.
"What?"
Without a sound Allen made a careful leap to the couch before moving to the elder's thighs, his body sitting on the legs as they moved so that Kanda was lounging on the couch, allowing the animal, much to his amusement, to climb up to his chest and curl into a tiny ball.
Kanda glanced down to the animal that had made its home on his chest, his tail wrapped around his body and its silver eyes closed gently. The lips curled unconsciously as he reached to stroke behind the white ears. Arching in response, the cat purred happily, his head lifted towards the hand in an attempt to get closer to the feeling of warmth.
Slowly, the animal moved closer to the elder, his head rubbing against his chin. Looking up to him, Kanda's new cat found a place atop the collarbone, mewing quietly as the hand continued to massage him.
The young man wondered just how such a little animal could have such a profound effect on him, enough to make him smile at the mere sight of it, even an animal that reminded him of the damned Moyashi.
Sighing at the thought, Kanda did his best not to disturb the content cat as he reached into his pockets only to pull out his phone, his fingers scrolling to the number he was often calling.
Allen glanced to the other as the phone touched his ear, Kanda's eyes flickering as he waited for the response while petting his cat, its ears flickering as he heard his message play.
"Hey, Moyashi, this is the fifteenth call I've made," Kanda growled after he sighed, "pick up the damn phone, Lavi won't get off my damn back until you do."
Again he sighed as he flicked off the phone, the button ending the call. With a clatter the device hit the table, his dark hair hitting the armrest of his couch as his breath expelled slowly in a sigh.
"Stupid Moyashi," the elder whispered, his fingers still running over the animal's head, his other hand to his own eyes. "Sorry," he murmured, "I didn't mean you… there's another Moyashi. That one's a lot dumber… and more stubborn," he sighed for the umpteenth time, "causes me nothing but anxiety."
"Mrow…"
"Though," Kanda smirked as his head titled slightly, his finger running along the top of the animal's head, "you're giving that thought a run for the money," his shoulders sagged slightly, "at least you somewhat like me back…"
Ears perked up at the mention, Allen daring to feel his heart thud for a moment in his chest, his throat thickening as he dared to believe what he heard. Perhaps Kanda was just pacifying the animal, not thinking clearly at all.
But what if he was…
"Come on," the elder grunted, his body pulling itself off the couch, "I need a work out after dinner and you can't be left alone in my apartment so I'm shutting you in my room, okay?"
Animal tucked under his arm, Kanda moved over to his room, the animal settling on his mattress while he went to change his clothes, unaware of the guilt and confusion that was brewing in Allen's stomach.
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